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My Best Friend Crab

Back in our youth the biggest concerns were: procuring our juvenile delinquent beer were our nickle bags laced with paraquat... where could get some easy ****... and how we laughed our asses off when our friend earned his nickname by "snatching" the crabs from a skank- But somehow it's more sinister now,,, children are peppered with pedophiles toxic theories on linecreepers fentanyl dreamers non believers- I miss the days of my stoned and filthy innocents-

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Date: 12/25/2022 4:38:00 PM
You said it Anthony. Now..you cannot even be an American, man, or woman. Just eat edibles, snort and abort. In other words, my body, my choice. We are just things? I think not? Love your forthrightness and poetic truth. Panagiota xx
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